It is easy to work when the soul is at play --
But when the soul is in pain --
The hearing him put his playthings up
Makes work difficult -- then --
It is simple, to ache in the Bone, or the Rind --
But Gimlets -- among the nerve --
Mangle daintier -- terribler --
Like a Panter in the Glove --

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Poem Info

Poet:Emily DickinsonPoem:244.
It is easy to work when the soul is at play
Volume:Complete Poems of Emily DickinsonYear: Published/Written in 1955
Last read: 2015-03-03 12:03:08
Poem of the Day:Aug 15 2009
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Added Jan 9 2004.